At the bottom of the cliff, the snow falls into a beautiful picture, and if it were not for the appearance of that blood-red figure, this is the best scenery.

This figure suddenly appeared in sight-

He was covered in blood, his face and arms were covered in bruises and scars, and his clothes were completely torn.

In his ignorance, Ling Tian's soul descended here and entered this body without a trace.

He struggled to open his heavy, unusual eyelids, and then felt the coldness and pain coming from his body.

Where is this?

Vaguely, Ling Tian only remembered that the necklace erupted with a burst of bright light, and then he was completely unconscious.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian hurriedly lowered his head to check, the necklace was still there.

It's a red stone with complex textures on it, but anyone in the know knows that it's not jade, it's not jade, it's just an ordinary stone.

But after all, he has been wearing it on himself since he was a child, and he can be regarded as having feelings.

Zizi!

Suddenly!

The red stone shone brightly, as if it was attracted by a huge magnet, and directly broke free from Ling Tian's palm and embedded it in a broken sword on the ground.

"Holy!"

Ling Tian's eyes widened and he picked up the broken sword.

It was a broken sword with no body, only a hilt. The hilt was rusty and broken. If you put it in the previous life, it is estimated that you will not be able to look at the tattered.

And the red stone was embedded in the middle of the hilt, as if it were tailor-made, and there was no gap at all.

After fusing the original owner's memory, Ling Tian also understood where this sword came from.

This continent is called the Nine Swords Continent, and it is respected by swords.

Every child chooses a sword at the age of four, chooses a melting sword, and uses this sword to assist themselves in their cultivation.

And the original owner unsurprisingly chose this worst and most broken rusty sword hilt.

In this world where swords are respected, if you take a piece of broken iron to swagger through the market, you will definitely be oppressed by others.

The deceased has the same name and surname as him, and he is an outer disciple of Xuantian Sect, because of his low cultivation, he is often bullied by Zhang Lingfeng in the same hospital, and this time he was directly beaten to death and thrown his body off the cliff.

"What a fucking funeral!"

Ling Tian struggled to get up and sit cross-legged, since God had let him live again, then he must step on the sky and be a human being again in vain!

Let's hurry up and clean up my rag-like body first!

All the meridians in the body were broken, and even the leg bones were broken to the bone.

Ling Tian laid the broken sword flat on his lap, closed his eyes and began to meditate, the most advanced weapon in this world was the sword, so the level of cultivation was also closely related to the sword.

The entry level is the sword qi, and although Ling Tian's body is said to be an outer disciple of a major sect, he is only the lowest character, and he is bullied by others on weekdays, so naturally he can't take his turn to do any good things, let alone nourishing medicines.

Five years have just stepped into a period of sword qi, and this is completely a piece of rotten wood.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian sighed and fell into a meditative state completely.

The aura at the bottom of the cliff was gradually converging towards him, not the result of his meditation, but the sword on his leg that attracted it.

The strange energy of the broken sword made people think deeply, a large amount of spiritual energy entered Ling Tian's body, and then fed back to the broken sword, and then entered the body from the broken sword, so endlessly.

It was already a cold winter, and the bottom of the cliff was covered with snow all year round, which was a little colder than in the sect, but Ling Tian found that the colder the place, the more it could accelerate the circulation of spiritual energy.

Or—

A stumbling voice came, and it turned out that Ling Tian had ruthlessly stripped off his shirt and exposed himself naked to the cold wind.

The original owner's body is really not looking at all, thin and malnourished, plus the bruises and purple scars that still remain on the body, and it is full of anger.

The cold wind passing through the cliff made goosebumps rise on his skin, and he couldn't help but shiver.

However, after this cold qi entered the body along with the aura, it not only accelerated the circulation of the qi in the body.

Unexpectedly, a trace of filth from his body would be removed, and the discovery of the New World made Ling Tian very happy.

Enduring the biting cold, Ling Tian continued to absorb the aura around him.

Constant meditation made Ling Tian feel that time flew by, but the cultivation of sword qi was not just about long-term meditation.

After meditating a few times, Ling Tian felt the existence of that bottleneck, not because of the lack of aura, but because it was too sufficient.

In the past two days, Ling Tian's body had a faint feeling of swelling and pain, because his body was weak and could not withstand the powerful aura.

"Looks like you should still exercise."

So I thought about it and did it.

When Ling Tian got up, he saw that there were already many new scars on his body, because the snow that had fallen at the bottom of the cliff had turned into sharp ice picks at some point.

The stinging sensation is not pleasant, but the road to becoming stronger is always more difficult, dangerous and dangerous, isn't it!

Slowly put on the tattered clothes beside him, and said with a little emotion.

"The right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"

Moreover, the pride of modern people makes him disdain to take any shortcuts.

"Come on!"

Ling Tian was in the mood to observe the bottom of this cliff at this moment, the endless snow, surrounded by cliffs, if you want to practice, the best way to practice is only-

Climb the cliff too.

It's not that he hasn't found some way out here, but it's impossible at all, at the bottom of this cliff, how small he looks, and there is only one way to the sect in front of him.

The way back one day should be familiar by now.

Taking a deep breath, his hand reached out to the stone beside him little by little, gently brushed away the snow, grabbed it fiercely, and opened his path of refining his body step by step.

It's just that I haven't climbed much before my feet slip.

"Ahh , it hurts Lao Tzu to death! ”

It's freezing on this day, the body is already fragile, and the sensitivity is relatively strong, and the feeling of falling can be imagined.

"I don't believe it yet."

Ling Tian started to climb again, this time it was a little taller, but he still didn't escape the end of falling, and when he fell down for the second time, he had a lot of new injuries on his elbows and legs.

Without aura protection, no matter how powerful he is, he is just an ordinary man.

Climbing up this way, the most important thing is the sharp stones, and then the caress of snowflakes and ice slag.

At this moment, Ling Tian's hands had begun to go numb, and he couldn't feel any temperature, even the color of his skin was a terrifying purple.

"Boom!"

He didn't know that this was the first time he had fallen, Ling Tian only felt that his brain was about to explode, and the chaos was so great that he could no longer hold his eyelids weighing a thousand catties, so he fainted.

This is where it is.

All Ling Tian could feel was endless darkness.

Did I fall into the ice hole, why was my whole body so cold?

No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move, as if he had been kidnapped in a dream.

At this moment, the broken sword that he had left aside slowly floated above the void, revealing its majestic appearance again.

The huge aura was approaching it at an incredible speed, and then through the hilt of the sword, it carried away a trace of blood and entered Ling Tian's body.

"It's so warm!"

Ling Tian whispered comfortably.

When the warm current entered the body, he unconsciously guided the cycle in the body for a week, and when it encountered a blockage, it was also a sprint and broke through.

The pierced meridians seemed to be much thicker than the original meridians, so more warm currents poured in frantically.

The dried meridian passages have also become brilliant because of the presence of aura.

By the time Ling Tian opened his eyes again, it was already the next day.

The aura automatically protected the body, and the ice picks that descended did not hurt Ling Tian again.

It's just that he was very puzzled, he was obviously cold before he fell unconscious, why he was still lying in place when he woke up, there was ice and snow under him, why was it warm at this time, and there was only one broken sword hilt out of him.

Ling Tian turned around and slashed towards the position where the hilt of the sword was placed, it was he who placed it!

I couldn't help but laugh at myself, it was ridiculous that I would think of the secret help on a piece of rotten iron!

Meditating cross-kneeled, after he guided the aura through the cycle of the week, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his face was full of joy that could not be hidden, that dream was real.

I inadvertently opened up a hidden meridian, which means that I can accommodate more aura, help myself improve more effectively, and also lay a solid foundation.

Body refining was indeed endlessly beneficial, having tasted the sweetness, knowing that there was nothing wrong with having to persevere, Ling Tian had to climb the cliff again and again.

The higher he climbs, the greater the difficulty he will encounter, and even an ice pick will hit him, and every time he prepares, he will go farther and climb higher.

Countless falls, countless coma, and countless self-healing have made this teenager grow up with great difficulty.

The cold wind was blowing, but he couldn't resist the burning heart of the eighteen-year-old boy, and he practiced day after day, no one talked to him, he didn't speak, no one taught him martial arts, he taught himself.

The ice and snow are merciless, and the ice on the edge of the cliff turns into deadly icicles, but the boy still rises to the challenge and bravely cuts it.

From the grinning teeth that were bruised all over the body at the beginning, to the current calmness, self-confidence and calmness, it is condensed by countless sweats.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, the snow at the bottom of the cliff became thicker and thicker, the only thing that remained unchanged was the sitting figure, the worn-out sword body had floated in front of Ling Tian at some point.

If Ling Tian opened his eyes now, he would find that the hilt of the sword had faded from the rust and took on a strange blood-red color.

And the rich aura around his body was also mixed with more blood, constantly nourishing Ling Tian's body.

In such a cold winter, even a cultivator could not resist the invasion of cold qi, let alone Ling Tian meditating in the depths of the snow.

The snow all over his body turned into thin ice and clung to him.

Another stage has been broken!

Ling Tian put his hands flat and exhaled a breath of turbidity, breathing solemnly.

"Shhhh

Without the blessing of the aura, Ling Tian gasped very unproductively.